I, the fox clan, Arita!

In the middle of the night, Chen Jiarong came back reeking of alcohol, drank the hangover soup brought by the servant, and took a bath before he became sober.

There will still be no free time in the next few days, classmates and friends who have won the exam will definitely invite wine and eat, and many ministers from the court and China will come to express their goodwill, and all kinds of human relations are by no means an easy task.

Chen Jiarong was only wearing a soft cotton jacket, his long hair was half-dried and scattered on his shoulders, he raised his hands and pressed his temples tiredly, walked towards the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down .

Immediately, a warm body pressed against her, and a small lump bulged under the quilt.

Chen Jiarong's tiredness flew away all at once, his eyes were full of smiles, and he stretched out his arms to hug the little person beside him.

"Ke Ke, why are you so misbehaved?" Although Chen Jiarong said reproachful words, his tone was extremely gentle, "You don't sleep well in your own room, if your little daddy finds out, be careful that he spanks your ass."

Ling Ke lay on Chen Jiarong's chest, the quilt moved, and her head was pushed out from inside, and an immature youthful face appeared in front of Chen Jiarong.

This little boy was born with pink carvings, a pair of big black eyes, and a pair of small pointed ears on his head. Those little ears moved back and forth without stopping for a moment, showing that the little boy's innocence There are ideas in my head all the time.

"Little Daddy doesn't know how to spank my ass!" The boy's voice was also soft and tender, with his mouth pouted, "Brother is so bad, he should spank his ass!"

"When did you come?" Chen Jiarong touched Ling Ke's pointed ears amusedly, and asked, "Have you had dinner? How long have you been waiting for me? Are you sleepy?"

"I've eaten, I'm not sleepy!" The young boy shook his head, opened his eyes wide and asked Chen Jiarong very seriously, "Are you going to be a high-ranking official? Will you not live at home anymore? Wherever you go, I will go there." , I want to be with you!"

Chen Jiarong nodded his little nose, and said with a smile: "I won't go out to live, I will stay with you, and I will wait for you here after you go back to Yan's Village."

"I don't want to go back!" Ling Ke said loudly immediately.

"Little fool, go to sleep." Chen Jiarong turned sideways, let the little boy rest on his arm, half hugged him, and patted his back gently.

After all, Ling Ke was young, and she was lying in her most reassuring embrace. She soon became sleepy, put her legs on Chen Jiarong, and fell asleep.

The next morning, before Ling Ke woke up, Chen Jiarong got up early and went out.

Holding a robe of Chen Jiarong in her arms, Ling Ke turned over in a daze, closed her eyes and reached out to touch her side, but it was empty.

He woke up immediately, and sat for a while holding his robe, feeling extremely wronged.

Stinky little uncle!

Don't take him with you when you go out!

The pink and tender boy tugged at the robe in his arms angrily, threw the robe on the bed, stood up and stomped it hard with his feet a few times.

After stepping on it, Ling Ke regretted it again, picked up the robe again and held it in her arms like a baby.

There was a knock on the door, and then Ling Ke heard her second brother's voice.

"Lazy Chongke, get up quickly," Wei Qianyu said standing at the door, "If you don't get up again, your little uncle will belong to someone else!"

what? What? !

A pair of fluffy ears on top of Ling Ke's head pricked up.

No!

The little uncle is his!

Ling Ke put down Chen Jiarong's robe, quickly jumped out of bed, and trotted open the door.

"You're lying!" Ling Ke glared at her second brother, "The little uncle wouldn't belong to someone else's family!"

Wei Qianyu glanced at him lightly, "If you don't believe me, go to Daddy's place. Everyone in Shengjing wants to marry their daughter to their little uncle. Little Daddy is picking out for him—hey! Put on your shoes!"

Ling Ke ran to her father's room without even having time to put on her outer robe.

His small figure rushed into the room, and at a glance, he saw his two fathers holding greeting cards and discussing something together. On the table next to them, there were more cards piled up into a hill.

When Lingshu saw that his baby son's clothes were disheveled, he hurriedly dropped the post in his hand, hurriedly grabbed his son's little hand, and asked his servants to bring the clothes over.

"You're a real kid," Lingshu said distressedly, "Didn't your little uncle come here this morning to get a suit of clothes? He didn't know how to put it on when he went out, and it would be bad if he caught a cold!"

Ling Ke let her little daddy lead her in a daze, she just raised her head and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Lingshu dressed his youngest son, pulled him to sit down beside him, pointed to the post on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm showing your little uncle his wife, I sent so many to the house this morning." Here, they are all for your little uncle to talk about the marriage, look at this, the post from the Anlehou Mansion, and this one, sent by Mr. Wan, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."

"Your father and I are thinking of picking some suitable ones first. When your little uncle comes back and let him have a look, he can make his own decision on which young lady he wants to marry."

Ling Ke was dumbfounded.

Is the little uncle going to marry a wife?

Will he live with his wife in the future?

But, but last night, he clearly said that he would accompany him!

"I don't want my little uncle to marry me!" Ling Ke shouted with red eyes.

"Stupid boy, what are you talking about?" Lingshu shook his head amusedly and said, "Your little uncle is gone, and you are the number one scholar in high school, and you are the best in the family. It's time to start a family and start a career. You can't always cling to him in the future. "

Ling Ke blushed with anger, and said word by word: "I! No! Yes!"

"What are you—" Lingshu was taken aback, not understanding why his youngest son reacted so violently. The next moment, his youngest son instantly turned into a fox form and rushed out the door, "Wait! Keke—— ! Come back quickly!"

Lingshu chased to the door, but the youngest son had long since disappeared.

Ling Shu hurriedly turned back to Wei Xiuya and said, "Hurry up and send someone to chase him!"

Wei Xiuya was still there, so he was not in a hurry, he just hugged Lingshu and said, "Don't worry, the boss has already followed him, with Qian Lan watching, Keke will be fine."

After hearing this, Lingshu felt relieved.

Chen Jiarong and a group of classmates and friends gathered in "Shengxiangju". Because of this spring, "Shengxiangju" holds poetry gatherings every day these days, and sincerely invites new talents to gather together.

It is spring now, and the four sceneries of "spring, summer, autumn and winter" in "Shengxiangju" are open to the "variety of purples and reds" garden corresponding to the spring scenery.

This garden fully deserves these four words. There are thousands of flowers in the garden competing for beauty, green, fat, red and thin, singing and singing, singing and dancing, creating a scene full of spring.

Because Chen Jiarong grew up in Wei Xiuya's Marquis of Wuwei's Mansion, few people in the capital did not know that he was the younger brother of Wei Xiuya, the uncle of the country, so he has always made friends with children from those aristocratic families.

And the one with the best relationship with him is a nephew of his mentor Pei Jingshan's family, named Pei Chao.

As the number one scholar in the current discipline, almost everyone in the "Vanziqianhong" garden wants to make friends with Chen Jiarong. Chen Jiarong is used to being a man, no matter what his impression of these people is in private, he does not lose any manners on the surface.

After chatting with people with a smile like this, although he was full of energy, he gradually felt tired after arriving, so he found an excuse to sneak out with Pei Chao, and found a secluded place to rest.

"I don't know what official the emperor will appoint us." In the small and exquisite pavilion, Pei Chao took a sip of tea, and no outsiders were around, so he dared to say such speculations to Chen Jiarong, "According to the usual practice, the number one scholar must be Hanlin." I just don’t know where the emperor will put me.”

"With the reputation of a teacher, the emperor will definitely not look down on you—" Chen Jiarong widened his eyes before saying a word, looking forward in disbelief, "Keke?!"

Not far away, a dirty white dumpling trotted towards Chen Jiarong. The soft fur on his body was still stained with petals and green leaves brought from nowhere.

"Ke Ke!" Chen Jiarong immediately stood up and greeted him, squatted down and hugged his little fox fairy in his arms, and rubbed the little fox's head with pity, "How did you find this place? Are you tired?" Tired? Do your feet hurt?"

pain!

His little paw hurt.

My heart hurts even more.

Chen Jiarong gently held the little fox's little paw, put it to his mouth and blew on him.

The little fox turned his head away and just ignored him.

"It's my fault," Chen Jiarong blamed himself, "I should have told you when I went out in the morning."

I'm not angry about it!

"I'm sorry, Keke," Chen Jiarong coaxed again, "Little uncle will never leave you alone again, don't be angry, okay?"

You are going to get married!

Chen Jiarong, you big liar!

Pei Chao watched from the side and sighed, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said: "You spoil this little thing to heaven, if it wasn't for him being too young, and your identities are wrong, I really doubt that you are talking to yourself little wife speaks."

Chen Jiarong and Pei Chao had a close relationship, so he had naturally told him about Ling Ke's identity. After watching it for a long time, Pei Chao got used to the way Chen Jiarong and Ling Ke got along.

Chen Jiarong saw that his precious little fox fairy was always angry and refused to talk to him no matter what, so he had no choice but to say to Pei Chao: "You should avoid it for a while."

Pei Chao looked at his friend with contempt, got up and left the pavilion.

Only then did Chen Jiarong take off his robe, wrap it around the little fox, and asked, "Keke, what's wrong with you? Can you talk to little uncle? You're trying to make me worry to death by being so quiet. ?"

Without outsiders, the little fox changed into a human form in Chen Jiarong's robe, with a small head poking out of the wide neckline, with an unhappy expression on his face, tyrannically declaring his sovereignty: "I forbid you to marry someone else! You be mine!"

Chen Jiarong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course I won't marry someone else. The little uncle has always belonged to you. Why did Keke say such things suddenly? Who told you anything? Don't believe what they say."

"Really?" The little boy looked at Chen Jiarong seriously, "You really don't know how to marry someone else? But there are a lot of invitations from Dad, and he said they were for you to marry!"

Chen Jiarong suddenly realized that his little fox fairy was unhappy because of this.

"Little uncle swears," Chen Jiarong said solemnly, "I won't marry anyone. This life is only for you."